Weighted down by a crown
of heavy pink blossoms,
our neighbor’s cherry tree
bends low over the sidewalk.
Rugged bark
covers a sturdy trunk,
offering the passer by
some confidence
before she bows
to navigate below
the craggy branches.
Oh,
but what a sight
the crouching mortal finds
as taffy colored confetti
lays sprinkled on the ground.
Whether a swift spring breeze
or celestial wedding party
scattered the delicate petals,
matters not
to the lucky witness
inclined underneath our neighbor’s cherry tree.
Yes!! I took a very similar picture yesterday during my walk. This poem embodies my experience- “taffy colored confetti” and “celestial wedding party.”
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